Friday, 4 September 2009

Fed up of ending the day with a face smeared of thick and shiny greasepaint clogging the pores and when the collapsing car has run out of M.O.T's, the clown hangs up his painted smile and removes his red nose for the last time. Time to get serious. No more clowning around.

Thursday, 3 September 2009

The aged waiter has been in his profession for countless years, he prides himself on his attention to detail and his customer service, spotless in his attire and spotless in his attitude, his work fills the waking hours of his life, until his shift ends and he retires, perhaps to dream of waiting.